This is what love is?

*** blue's pov *** My alarm went off 10 minutes ago, im laying in bed with the cover over my head, my eyes closed and a little smile on my face, listening in on the little whispers next to me. "fwankie nanny said you can't eat noodles for breakfast! you have to have cereal or toast!" "But my don't wanna eat toast hunter, my want noodles," My little frankie says to her brother. I can't help the laugh that erupts from me, my frankie is obsessed with noodles she would eat them for breakfast, lunch, and dinner. One thing that does make my heart melt is when she says 'my' instead of 'i'. I may be biased but she is the cutest kid! as for hunter? I love that boy, these kids are my whole life. But Hunter? Hunter is a little s**t! He is your typical boy, climbs on everything, touches everything, will empty a whole toy box and not play with a thing! he'll ride his push bike through my house like his training for the tour de France! I throw the cover off my head and look at my little angel, she is a spitting imagine of me, long blonde hair, which hers looks like a birds nest on top of her head right now, to be honest i don't think mine is fairing any better! Her big blue eyes glaring at hunter, "Mummy my want noodles, Hunter and nanny said no and my gots to have toast! My don't like toast today" Frankie says with her hands on hips, and gets a eye roll from hunter in return. I stifle my laugh, these two are honestly so funny. Hunter is like an old man, an old soul at heart, and Frank, that kid is full of personality. "Oh good your up! mum's cooking breakfast and were all downstairs, jesus christ you look like sh*t blue! looks like someone dragged you through a bush backwards?" I quickly grabbed my pillow and throw it at my brother, who already shot off before finishing his sentence, Fu**er! My mum Tina and I, used to live in a nice big 5 bedroom house on our own in long island, mum was originally from london. She met my dad, one thing lead to another, they got married and moved into my childhood home, but my dad was a prolific cheater with work colleagues, well anything that breathed i think? So as any scorned woman would do, she waited for him to get home, got him to sign the divorce papers, while threatening to cut his throat with a broken bottle in her hand! Sweet little tina is an angel till you do her or her loved ones wrong. Once signed we never saw or heard from my sperm donor again. Our next door neighbour Marco, his wife Trudy and his 3 sons, Matteo the youngest whos 19, and Luca and Enzo who are twins at 25 years old. They only ever used the house when visiting family or for holidays, they actually lived permanently in miami. Me and the twins were always stuck at the hip when they visited, i was the little sister they never had, and vice versa, Marco would always make time to play with us whenever they would visit. I used to wish i was apart of there family, a full family, a mum, dad and brothers. Well one day Marco and the boys arrived at the house with no Trudy, apparently being a wife, and mother was all of a sudden not what she wanted, and upped and left with marco's brother. Months passed and one day mum and Marco sat all 4 of us down and told us they were dating, mum was worried how i would take the news, but the only thing running through my child like mind was i finally have a family! months turned into years, Marco became the dad i never had and adopted me when they married, i was his bluey, and the boys were forever my brothers. Mum and Marco decided to sell the houses and we all moved back to miami. Little did i know till i was around 15, my dad (marco) had mafia ties and he used be heavily involved, but that's all we was allowed to know, what we didnt know could never get us in trouble. He had businesses everywhere, a hotel, restaurants, cafés, and few jewellery stores, he was known not to be f**ked with! For my parents sanity and my safety i was taught how to use a gun and all guns, out of the 5 of us i have the best aim and shot, dad would always winde the boys up telling them I'm his greatest creation. gorgeous but deadly. Me, Enzo and Luca were into our fighting growing up, boxing, mai Thai, krav maga, we loved the adrenaline and for some twisted reason the pain. Which Matteo was the opposite, quiet, a whiz kid, more into his computers and gaming, he actually wiped dad's bank account once just to see if he could, dad was fuming but mostly proud. Mum slapped him round the head with her slipper and said 'If it aint back in there within 10 minutes matt, il slap you on the right side with my other slipper!' Turns out little Matteo is now one of, if not the best hacker, which to our advantage and him being a introvert, he'll work with no one else but his family. I had a pretty perfect childhood in my eyes, until i was 17 and met the "dickhead" George, now George wasn't always a dickhead, he was one of dad's runners. We happened to bump into eachother in one of our restaurants, he joined me for lunch, before we knew it a few hours had passed. We just hit it off and exchanged numbers, not long after we started dating, he got the whole shebang from my dad and brothers, little tina was the worst. She threatened to castrate and choke him with his own balls if he hurt her baby... God bless sweet tina! We got engaged and had 2 beautiful kids, but somehwere along the line i lost who i was. I suppose i knew deep down he was seeing someone else, or maybe multiple? One night i heard him say " i love you too" to someone on the phone, now george has no immediate family. But when i confronted him, this mysterious cousin appears? He made me think i was crazy and being paranoid, no1 narcissist at his finest ladies and gents! He was always in and out of prison, every time he would say "Babe i promise this is the last time, i cant do this sh*t no more." Like a good fiancée i took that as gospel, i would write letters, visit him, send photos and send money. A few years later still the same sh*t, he was just starting a 5 year stretch in jail, and i was laying on my bed one night, had just gave frankie her bottle, and my phone vibrates but i didn't recognise this number? "Hello". "Hi, um.. I was wondering, is this blue?" a female voice asks in a gentle almost whispering voice "Yes, speaking?" My heart felt like it was in my throat, my guts telling me this wasn't going to be good news. "Erm hi, my names Sophia, but well, this is um... I'm just ringing to let you know that george has been cheating on you...well, us really, i swear i didn't know he had a girlfriend or wife. He told me he was single and well we've been dating for the past 4 months." It was a good job i had put frankie back in her cot because i would of dropped her. The phone fell out my hand, i was lost for words, but as i took in what this sophia said, i didn't feel upset, just pure straight up rage! I f**king knew it! That piece of sh*t made me think i was a maniac and paranoid nutcase! I honestly hope she doesn't have baggage with the boy because when my mum, dad and brothers find out, a Mr. George Harrison will never have even existed! From that night, i waved my white flag, i was physically and emotionally done. I swore to myself that all men can f**k themselves! My kids didn't need a piece of s**t dad who is hardly in there life.I realised i wasn't being the best mum i could be because i was always running myself thin trying to make him happy. But he was getting happy elsewhere. I'm so thankful they have the most loving and caring grandparents, and the best uncles any kid could ever imagine! I wouldnt let him break me, it only fueled me to be a better mum and a more successful business woman, and just try and be the best version of myself. so stick that up your a*se georgey boy!